That's warning enough for such young, young people." "It seems to be your party, Steve," said Mrs.Maynard, smiling; "can't I help you with the arrangements ?" "Yes, indeed; you and Mother can look after the feast part of it, but the rest I'll attend to myself." After breakfast the children were advised to stay indoors for a while, lest they get into more mischief, and also until their elders felt that there was no danger of their taking cold.
"Lucky we didn't have Rosy Posy with us," said King, picking up his smallest sister, and tossing her up in the air.
"Don't speak of it," said his mother, turning pale at the thought; "and don't ever take the baby on your escapades.

She's too little to go through the dangers that you older ones persist in getting into." "Oh, we don't persist," said Marjorie, "the dangers just seem to come to us without our looking for them." "They do seem to, Midget," agreed Uncle Steve.

"But you all seem to have a happy-go-lucky way of getting out of them, and I think you're a pretty good bunch of children after all." "Listen to that!" exclaimed King, proudly, strutting about the room, elated with the compliment.

"It's worth while having an uncle who says things like that to you," and the others willingly agreed with him.
Kept in the house, the children wandered about in search of amusement.
Kitty curled herself up on a sofa, with a book, saying she was determined to keep out of mischief for once.
"Let's go up in the attic," said Midget to King, "and hunt over our old toys that are put away up there.

We might find some nice game." "All right, come on," and in a minute the two were scrambling up the attic stairs.
"Gracious! look at that big chest.